As we continue on our path to spiritual maturity, we slowly learn to distinguish between the finite and the infinite. Confusing the two is the source of much grief, anguish, and despair. This is one of the lessons of Pentecost: that the infinite will never be subject to the control of the finite. I have always loved that Jesus called the Holy Spirit, the Spirit of Truth. This Spirit can be trusted, no matter what is going on in our lives.
O heavenly King, the Comforter and Spirit of Truth, you are everywhere present and fill all things. Treasury of blessings and giver of life, come dwell within us, cleanse us from every stain, and save our souls, O Gracious Lord.
Byzantine Prayer from Blessings of the Daily, Brother Victor-Antoine d'Avila-Latourrette
Blessings to you this Pentecost this Sunday and always. May our lives be filled with clarity and love.
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